I Will Take It All

by Miss Pookamonga

Christ has no hands on earth now but yours... A Good Friday reflection.

Dear Readers,

Although I have given up going online during the week for Lent, I thought I could allow leeway to post something up specifically for Good Friday. I think it may become a tradition of mine. I like sharing spiritual reflections with anyone who has the eyes to read them and the ears to hear them. So I hope you can take what I have to give and get something good out of it. May God Bless You All.

Best Regards from a Bookworm,

Miss Pookamonga ;-P

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I Will Take It All...

Take the whip you bear

And lash it on my back

Take the Crown of Thorns

And place it on my head

Take the purple cloak you've sewn

And throw it on the blood I shed.

Take the Cross you built

And lay it on my shoulder

Take the whip in hand

And beat me like before

Take the road you paved with dust

And push me so I fall once more.

Take the Seamless Garment

And gamble it away

Take the nails of iron

And drive them in with pride

Take your vicious lance of war

And thrust it in my wounded side.

Take your words of jeering

And spit them in my face

Take my broken body

And lay it in a tomb

Take the bitterness you've borne

And let it speak its words of doom.

But see that I will take it all

Though sinner and not Son

Because I follow in these steps

And speak so you will See

I carry what we gave to Him

Because I carry Him in me.